Non Perishable

Dear T-Baby,

I found this picture of  us tonight while I was transferring a picture of Maggie to an old USB card from college. Who knew we looked so stinkin’ cute back in the day, right?  This picture was taken at Danielle’s wedding and my hair is SO short! I’m getting my hair cut tomorrow and Barry’s one request is that I don’t return to ‘the bob’. I think it is safe to say that my hair won’t be chopped tomorrow, but it is kind of cute in this photo, I must admit.

I’ve been feeling so happy lately. Down to my bones happy. It’s strange because I was pretty happy before this new wave of happiness came. This week has been filled with a bunch of people that I love and I was so excited about having such a wonderful week and then I came across this picture and was reminded that I’ve got a number of friends (like you!) that I think about a ton, but really don’t see. I could blame it on you being in another state, having a baby,  or whatever but really I think I’m just bad at keeping in touch with some important peeps in my life. Forgive me?

What I love most about our friendship, though, is that when we actually do hang out it is as if no time really has passed and we go on joking and talking normal. The other day I had this same type of conversation with my friend Krista and we decided that our friendship is non-perishable. I think you and I have a non-perishable relationship too.

Plus, when I look at this picture it reminds me of where I’m headed. I mean, I’m determined not to always have these hips and motherly roundness. I plan to always be motherly, but the roundness has got to go. Slowly but surely I’ll get there. Just tonight as I hooked Maggie into the Ergo I had to cinch it up a wee bit more, and that felt like a tiny thing to celebrate. Blah, blah, blah.

Well, I just wanted to (publicly) say that when this picture popped up on the old USB card, it made me smile. Remember when we did Ski to Sea and you were trying to be a boss from the front of the boat? Or remember when I lived up the street from you and Rayna and we’d walk to the gym together grumbling about how tired we were, but at least we were going to the gym. What about when you came and met Barry and I in Australia with a backpack that was the size of YOU! T-Baby, you crack me up.

I hope you are finding things that make your bones happy. If not, you can always move in down the street from us and we can create some more bone-happy memories. I’ll work on getting Rayna and Danielle in on it too.

Love

Hannah